(an. If you haven't read the first one I suggest you do. it will help you understand some of the characters and there personalities better.)
"One hundred and fifty." Angel sighed and leaned back in her chair. One hundred and fifty dollar's was a far cry from the seven hundred they needed. She looked into the faces of the twelve elderly people in front of her. Angel had lived in a old folks home ever since she was little. This was where she grew up, in the five room cottage. There were three bedrooms a living room a kitchen and a little bathroom. The elderly people slept in the bedrooms while Angel slept on a pile of old quilt's in the pantry.
"If only they weren't so picky over when they got the rent." One of the elderly lady's named Clara said.
Out of all the old folks, there were three men and nine women, all of which, thankfully, were quite healthy.
Angel shook her head "Do we have anything else we could sale?"
The old folks looked at each other trying to think. They had sold about everything there was to sale to pay the rent all the other times.
Angel frowned. There was just nothing left to sale. She looked down at her wrist, well there was one thing.
"Angel, don't even think of it." Clara declared
Angel looked at Clara "Don't think of what?" she asked innocently.
Clara gave her a stern look "You know what."
"But it would probably bring in some good money!"
"I don't care if it would bring in the Queen of England, you're not selling it!"
Angel sighed. She'd had lost the battle "Fine, I won't sell it." she stood up and walked to the window "I could take some flowers into town and sell them."
The folks nodded.
"You can take that afghan that we have been working on." Ann suggested
Angel smiled "Ok. Plus while I'm in town, I'll do some odd jobs and try to get together some more money."
They all wished her good luck as she started walking towards the town.
Queen Ella ran over to the stairs hopped on the railing and slid down. She ran into the throne room where her husband and the duke were talking.
They looked up when Ella came running in.
"Daniel is missing!" she declared
Both men groaned and looked at each other
"His bed room window is opened."
Jonathan ran his hand through his hair.
Duke Edward rubbed his forehead "That boy."
Ella looked back and forth between the two men "What are we going to do?'
The duke looked at Ella than at Jonathan "I could send out the guard's to find him."
Jonathan nodded "Could you, please do that? Tell them that when they find him, to bring him straight to the throne room."
Duke Edward bowed "Yes, your highness."
Jonathan and Ella watched the duke leave the room.
Ella turned to Jonathan "What were ya'll talking about?"
Jonathan sighed "The kingdom."
Ella raised her eyebrows "What about it?"
Jonathan shook his head "Nothing. I have some paper work I need to do, ok? Maybe we can talk later." with that said he hurried out of the room
Ella let out a frustrated sigh
"Is everything ok your majesty?"
Ella turned around to see Duchess Emily standing behind her with a tray of tea and cakes. "Emily! It's good to see you. Here, I'll take that." Ella took the tray from Emily and sat it on a nearby table
Emily looked at Ella "Was there something wrong?"
Ella shook her head "It's nothing. Just Jonathan."
"What about him?"
"Something seems to be bothering him. But…"
"He acts like nothing's wrong."
"Exactly! I can tell that something isn't right! It's in his eyes and on his face!" by now Ella was walking around the room gesturing with her hands.
"Maybe it's Daniel that has him worried?" Emily suggested.
"Maybe." Ella walked over to a window and looked out. She wished Millie was here to talk to but Jonathans parents had made her a ambassador so she was away a lot. The throne room was on the second floor of the castle. Looking out the window you could see just past the wall that surrounded the castle, there lay the town. Maybe a trip out to town…
A tall handsome young man, with black hair and mischievous sky blue eyes, was walking through town. He walked up to one of the markets booths that sold fruit. The person that ran the booth was tending to a customer and had his back to the man.
Looking around quickly the boy grabbed an apple "Hey!" he shouted to the owner of the booth who quickly turned around. The young man took a big bight out of the apple then took off running without paying.
The booth owner faces redden "Police! thief!" he shouted.
The young man ran through town dodging people knocking some over. But he didn't stop he ran into some stuff but continued running. He knew he was causing disaster, but that was the fun of it!
He glanced behind him to see how far behind the cops were. He looked back in front of him only to collide with a girl. They both fell to the ground along with her basket of stuff. He went to stand up seeing her little purse lying on the ground he grabbed it "thanks'" he said with a smirk as he took off running again
"Oh no he did not!" the girl exclaimed as she got up and took off running after him.
The man ran until he looked behind him again. The cops were there, but the girl was no longer behind him. Couldn't keep up. what a pity. he thought sarcastically.
He took a sharp turn that lead to a little road that not a lot of people new about. Mainly because it was on the out skirts of town.
The cops stopped, not seeing were the man went. "He disappeared again." one exclaimed.
"Oh well, we'll get him next time." Another said, and they left.
The man, who was standing behind a huge oak tree with his head turned so he could hear better, grinned. He lost them every time. All of the sudden, he landed on the ground holding his cheek in pain. He looked up, there stood the girl from earlier.
"How dare you knock someone over without apologizing and then take all the money they have!?" she bent down and grabbed her purse.
"Hey, chill out lady! I was going to return it." He said standing up.
She glared at him "Not only are you reckless, a jerk and a thief, you're a liar too!"
"Wha... how dare you call me a jerk and what makes you think I would lie?!" he exclaimed, his pride hurt.
"Because you just did! How were you going to return my purse you have no idea who I am?"
The man winched. She had a point.
"And besides," the girl said putting her hand on her hips "Who do you think you, are causing all that trouble and then just leaving?"
The man crossed his arms "What if I told you I was the prince?!" That will show her!
The girl rolled her eyes "I wouldn't believe you."
"And why not?"
"Because I'm pretty sure that a prince wouldn't destroy his kingdom and steal from his subjects!" she turned and started walking off
Man, she is good at making points. He thought before walking after her "Hey! Wait up!"
The girl glanced at him and kept walking "Why should I?"
He was silent for a second "Because I'm sorry."
She stopped and looked at him "Uh-huh. Prove it."
"What!?"
"You said you're sorry. If you mean it, prove it." She started walking again.
"And how I'm I suppose to do that?" he asked, walking after her.
"By doing something good for humanity." She replied.
"Oh please." He said, emphasizing the syllables.
"I knew you weren't sorry."
He stopped dead in his tracks. She was one of the most difficult people he had met. He looked up to where she had been, she wasn't there any more. As a matter of fact, she wasn't anywhere, and there wasn't any tree's
He quirked an eyebrow "Now that is downright creepy."